This Bed and Breakfast I stayed at was perfect for three reasons. One -being the location, two-being clean and peaceful, and three-the family. I truly believe with all my heart that these meetings with people, the accommodation that I choose or do not choose, and the timing is not by coincidence. Everything has a reason. There is meaning behind meeting these people at this time and place.
This family was fantastic and for 2 weeks, I became a part of their family. Fortunately, there were not many guests other than family members and some business people in for one or two nights. It was the home stay that I wanted and the family which I adored. What's wrong with feeling part of a real family for a couple weeks? Sometimes this is just what the doctor ordered for Priscilla.
This family was an middle to upper class family with the mother having two sons who were both dentists with their clinic right next door. Her son was single and 26 and her other son had two girls and was divorced and 33. She also had a daughter who lived near the beach and came on the weekends. She had the cutest, cutest son ever.
When it came to the lovely Lila-she was the glue that held the family together. I wondered where her husband was, as I was waiting for a funny, kind old man to walk out and spice up the dynamic. Unfortunately, he was gone. He passed away last year of a heart attack. It was sudden and Lila was not ready for it.
When I looked into her eyes, I could see the pain coming right through them. She told me with tears in her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. They were together for almost her whole life. They were two peas in a pod who were companions. They built a business together and a family together. She was strong with our without him, but much stronger together. She walked around like she was holding things together, but she did not want to be the strong one. She would stay in her room watching tv or taking naps. There was such longing that I saw with my concerned eyes.
It was not immediate, but overtime we had some nighttime conversations about the loss. It was my opportunity to help this woman work through the sadness. In the house, she had three computers and I introduced her to some sites where she could actively share with others who experienced the same thing. Whether she followed through was up to her, but I did my part.
This family was fantastic and for 2 weeks, I became a part of their family. Fortunately, there were not many guests other than family members and some business people in for one or two nights. It was the home stay that I wanted and the family which I adored. What's wrong with feeling part of a real family for a couple weeks? Sometimes this is just what the doctor ordered for Priscilla.
This family was an middle to upper class family with the mother having two sons who were both dentists with their clinic right next door. Her son was single and 26 and her other son had two girls and was divorced and 33. She also had a daughter who lived near the beach and came on the weekends. She had the cutest, cutest son ever.
When it came to the lovely Lila-she was the glue that held the family together. I wondered where her husband was, as I was waiting for a funny, kind old man to walk out and spice up the dynamic. Unfortunately, he was gone. He passed away last year of a heart attack. It was sudden and Lila was not ready for it.
When I looked into her eyes, I could see the pain coming right through them. She told me with tears in her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. They were together for almost her whole life. They were two peas in a pod who were companions. They built a business together and a family together. She was strong with our without him, but much stronger together. She walked around like she was holding things together, but she did not want to be the strong one. She would stay in her room watching tv or taking naps. There was such longing that I saw with my concerned eyes.
It was not immediate, but overtime we had some nighttime conversations about the loss. It was my opportunity to help this woman work through the sadness. In the house, she had three computers and I introduced her to some sites where she could actively share with others who experienced the same thing. Whether she followed through was up to her, but I did my part.
Even though the loss is difficult, God left her with wonderful children who take care of her. Her younger son moved back in to help her out and her older son lived outside, but was constantly around the house. They also had a family Chicken business that they had to help her out with and they did. Everyday they started at 630 and finished at 800pm. They loved their mother and they stepped up to keep the family business together- dentists and chicken distributors. They were always surrounding their mother at each opportunity. They had lunch and dinner together and checked on her. Her sister comes on the weekends to spend time with her as well. It's just a loving, supporting family dynamic where their grief is shared, but conquered together. With her being a strong woman and the strong family dynamic-it gives me faith that she will feel a bit happier as time goes on. Her ability to smile and laugh will come back, but she will always have the loss of the beautiful man she loved.
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